Spacetime quivered and twisted. Wu Yuan felt reality blur around him, his senses momentarily disoriented before snapping into clarity as he materialized in a familiar realm. Before him, magnificent five-colored lights erupted across the endless void. Three imposing void temples stood in the emptiness. 0

The five-colored realm. Right away, Wu Yuan knew where he was. 0

This was where they had battled for the Chaos Nuclei all those years ago. Though over sixty million years had passed since that fierce competition ended, the five-colored realm persisted, yet to disappear. The three void temples remained unchanged by the passage of time.0

Throughout the years, countless True Saints had ventured into the void channels within these temples, testing their mettle against the puppets that dwelled inside. These battles served as crucibles for their growth, allowing them to temper themselves.0

Yet as the years stretched on, with no new treasures emerging from their depths, fewer True Saints maintained a constant presence here. Most came...0